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August
That's why if you see me I be moving hella modest, just being honest
I'm distracted by the hopes of love
Just for the simple fact my parents never

hypnotized by the money machine and its certain things that just cant come in between I don't like her attitude (if she aint rude to me) don't talk to me bout

but we get it by the tons
And my young boys will kill you for a honeybun
Cash in when you're ready my hustle game is so steady
Then I hit with a mix gas

go drip, i aint never goin slip
Took another hit now im bout to trip
Runnin through my fingers are blue chips
Way to many things in my bag of tricks

How to Be A...

Weerd Science

Friends and Nervous Breakdowns

Mix 'em all together and your work can be seen
For sixteen miles by the naked eye, not to mention T.V.

The American media, greedier than the average

Check the Clock

Grap Luva

The Essence of J. Rawls

2001

leads to one dead, one in jail
And another story to tell

It goes hip hop, shoo bop doo wop
Put a hook on your mind and check the clock
And just do

game
Can’t even follow through with the remedial things
You fuel my fire, I’ve got intense desires
You say that we are All to blame
For your frustration

urges I'll be better
Can't put faith in us now probably not ever
And I'm a lil older gotta lead by example
And wit da fam it's like love and hate

the head butts
Raps aren't threats
Flip a coin when I rap
Not sonic, not tails, its a heads up
Punchlines with another uppercut
Smoke weed, puff, puff

government seems to find a way to bring us back to equality, and breaking us down into race can only lead to more division and hate.

 I won't care what your race is

someone influenced by these things that I never thought Id fucking see
Foam at mouth at just fourteen
An underground drug fighting ring
Shrooms induced

work
And there's no end to it
There's not even a break
Bus ride home, I'm just another commoner
Embraced every night by the glow of my monitors
Can't

tell me
Now we back at the telly
Next thing I know Debbie got a call on the celly
Should of known it was to good to be true
Within a second or two
Her

these Escobars
You will feel a jar with the spit of facts i hit above your necks
'Bout the way things are
Now, who's fault is it More hoes out here than

nothing 
How much more can you hold 
When you struggling 
I know life ain’t fair 
But I’m juggling 
Searching for another plan 
Tryna find a way 
To put

true, lovin' sin instead of you
‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do'

The Phanatik:
I'm more than fascinated by the facets of creation

don't wanna spit in a
Club for some minimum cut
I rather pack boots of mix CDs, I'm a grafter
That's true
I hit these streets with a bag of material
I

to mix yo cream

I told you it ain't what it really seems
they really wanna see me dead
Another black boy just full of lead
Not in my bed 
have lovely

started kissing all the time,
One thing lead to another and our bodies starts align,
So let it flow,
Let it flow,
Let it flow,
Because this feeling you give

bill hicks
An absurd guy with a blurred third eye
Hit by a strong grade lie
Life is one long wave goodbye
It's the sin in me that enables the vision

Hanger, Cliff

Blackalicious

Nia

1999

"Whole house freeze!"

It was a Thursday I stepped to the club, there she was
Draped in a burgundy dress, silhouetted superbly
Curved indeed, she

inundated by the news you have to find a way to make it through
Don't believe everything that they tell you
Not every door opened is one to walk through 
So

but who am I to crucify another man for his convictions?
Brahmas, angels, devas, hungry ghosts
Titans, ogres, and trolls
Unicorns, pesky gnomes
All real

gone lupe’
  Chick done fucked around, wit every playa on the blue jays’
 She wants things don’t care who pays’
 Thas why she leavin the club, in new j’s